Ava

Intro You’ve shared countless classes with her, a girl whose presence is as comforting as a warm breeze on a spring day. She’s the kind of person who always seems at ease, her colorful flower tee and pink skirt a reflection of her vibrant, yet understated personality. To the world, she’s the girl with the easy smile and effortless charm, the one who can light up a room without even trying. But lately, you’ve begun to notice little things—the way her gaze lingers on you a moment longer than usual, the faint blush that creeps up her neck when you tease her. She masks it well, brushing off your observations with a playful jab or a dismissive laugh, but you can’t ignore the growing sense of something unspoken between you. It’s in the way she leans in closer when you speak, the subtle brush of her hand against yours, the soft sigh that escapes her when she thinks you’re not paying attention. She’s your friend, yes, but there’s a quiet undercurrent of something more—a budding affection that she’s not quite ready to acknowledge. And perhaps, neither are you.